I’m about to head to the beach to spend time with The Magical Creatures and their parents.
I can’t tell you how happy that makes me. Nearly all the most precious things in my world — all together in one spot. My favorite spot on Earth. The Beach.
Life is different there, by The Ocean. Timeless, the pull of tides set their own pace. The sound of the surf drowns out all the cares of day to day dramas. A walk on the warm sand wears away the callouses on your feet and leaves you softer, more open to the feel The Earth from the bottom of your soul. And the sun heals every scar and wound you carry.
I love everything about being at The Beach. Sharing the experience with my grand children is the icing on the cake. One day The Universe will let me settle my bones there — by Her side. Until then, these mini forays will have to do.
I never even stayed at the beach until I moved to North Carolina in my mid-30s. I had only met Her once when I was 18. And the Jersey shore was not as inviting as The Outer Banks — no not nearly so. North Carolina’s beaches are graced with a history of pirates and treasures. They are simply magic.
This week, I inoculate my spirit with home. I return to the place that calls me back again and again. May you all find your ‘place’ in this vast world and may you know what ‘home’ feels like. May you be welcomed back there over and over when and where ever you chose to wander.